When Zhuo Zihua heard this, he finally understood the meaning of the two people in front of him, crossed his hands, and looked at Hua Taijun: "Mother, if I robbed her, would she hide it like this? Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info It's really not me this time!"

Hua Taijun and Zhuo Taiye listened to Zhuo Zihua's words and glanced at each other. Indeed, with Zhuo Zihua's character, a robbery is a robbery.

"Did your daughter-in-law do it, but you don't know?" Mrs. Zhuo looked at Zhuo Zihua and leaned closer.

He is different from Hua Taijun, he hopes that it is indeed the person who was robbed by the second room of the Zhuo family. If it's someone else, it's a big deal.

When Zhuo Zihua heard Mrs. Zhuo's words, she shook her head without thinking about it: "She didn't dare." "He had to ask him everything he wanted, and if he wanted to do something, he also told him. With her nature, she wouldn't do that.

"Is it the third room?" Zhuo Zihua looked at Hua Taijun, and then at Zhuo Taiye. He knew that the Li family of Sanfang had no less dislike for Zhuo Yijia than him.

Hua Taijun immediately shook his head: "Do you think the Li family is as stupid as you? She is a smart person and will not do such a thing." Even if I did, the second prince would come to me when he left. ”

"Then it was not planned by our family?" said Mrs. Zhuo, without his face becoming more and more serious.

Hua Taijun turned his head to look at Master Zhuo, did not nod or shake his head, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

Mrs. Zhuo suddenly got up, turned his head to Hua Taijun and said, "Let's go, go up the mountain immediately." "If it's really an outsider's doing, this thing can't wait.

Zhuo Taiye and Hua Taijun, with Gao and Zhuo Zihua, went to Fan Lin Mountain again.

The first-rank military general personally went out of Beijing, and the chief of the guard guarding the city gate must immediately report to the superiors. In this eventful season, this matter has slowly spread.

This time, the group went directly to invite Wujing out.

Wujing stood on the side of the mountain crossing, one hand hanging next to the monk's robe, and the other hand was in a contrived shape, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on it. He looked blankly at the leafy road in the mountain forest.

Behind him was a large group of people from the Zhuo family.

"The four girls entered that day, and it was this road that the old slave watched. Master Wujing followed. Mama Cao stood beside Hua Taijun and whispered.

Hua Taijun listened to Mama Cao's words, did not respond, but turned his head to look at Master Wujing on the side, with a respectful and kind attitude: "That child was watched by the master that day, and I hope the master will take us to see where he came from." ”

Wujing turned his head and glanced at Hua Taijun, "Amitabha", and then raised his feet and walked towards the mountain forest in the side courtyard.

Hua Taijun and Mrs. Zhuo and his party also followed.

The narrow aisles in the mountains and forests have long since lost the traces of car runovers. In early spring, the mountain forest is covered with leaves that have fallen in winter in previous years, and walking on it is stepping on the soft pile of leaves.

The mountains were silent, and birds chirped from time to time.

"The master said before, was it just a chance encounter with you that day?" Hua Taijun followed closely next to Wujing with the support of Mama Cao.

Wujing walked in front, nodded, and didn't say much.

"Then dare to ask the master, do you know those monks that day?" Hua Taijun turned his head and asked respectfully, but he stared at Wujing.

Wujing stood on the mountain road, and then turned his head to look at Hua Taijun: "I thought it was a monk arranged by the Zhuo family." Wujing's voice was not loud, but the forest was silent, and this sentence of neither high nor low would be heard by everyone next to him.

Wujing is a monk, and Hua Taijun never thought that he would be involved at this time. It's just that Wujing was the only monk who followed into the forest that day. If only I could hear something from him.

"No, they're not our people. We all thought it was someone from Fanlin Temple. Hua Taijun said and turned his head and looked at the mountains and forests.

Wujing shook his head, "No, I saw it that day, it's not from my temple." So I also stepped forward to ask, and they told me that it was a monk invited by the Zhuo family. Wujing said according to what Sanniang gave him before.

If he had known that Fan Lin Temple would be involved at the beginning, he would not have agreed to die. At this time, there is no need for Sanniang to remind you, Wujing will also pick out Fanlin Temple.

"The letters received by the old man were all in the name of Fan Lin Temple. Hua Taijun said faintly, and then said: "It seems that they pretended to be the name of Fan Lin Temple and deceived us." ”

Wujing wants to take out Fanlin Temple, and Hua Taijun wants to pull Fanlin Temple in. No one is more familiar with this piece of Fanlin Mountain than their Fanlin Temple, and if they are willing to help, it will be the best.

Wujing heard this, but did not continue. Just silently walked forward.

Walking to the mountainside, Wujing stopped and pointed to a path leading to Dongshan: "This is where they left that day." After that, I went back to the temple from this road. Wujing said, looking at the other road that led to Fanlin Temple on the North Mountain.

Mrs. Zhuo never spoke, and at this time he also said to Wujing: "Master Lao leads the way." ”

"Amitabha. Wujing replied to Mrs. Zhuo's salute, and then looked at Mrs. Zhuo and said: "The poor monk can only send you here, Fanlin Temple doesn't care about the worldly things, I hope the donor understands." ”

Mrs. Zhuo turned his head and glanced at Hua Taijun. The attitude of this Fan Lin Temple is obvious, and it will not be taken care of. Whoever made them temples, they can't be coerced.

Wujing didn't care what the group of people were thinking, turned around and walked towards another mountain road, and slowly left.

Looking at the back of Wujing's departure, Zhuo Zihua opened his mouth expressionlessly: "When I heard my mother say that I was going to send her to Fanlin Temple that day, I wondered how Fanlin Temple could break the rules of the temple for a concubine. Zhuo Zihua snorted coldly.

Hua Taijun glanced at Zhuo Zihua and did not speak. He turned his head to look at Master Zhuo again: "Let's go, let's go in and have a look." ”

Master Zhuo nodded. With a group of guards behind him, he walked to the depths of the East Mountain Forest.

The thrush and the yellow warbler in the mountain forest are crying, and the crisp birdsong pierces the mountain forest.

After walking for a long time, Hua Taijun rested for a while, walked a long way, and finally saw a room, the house made of yellow mud seemed to be uninhabited, and the fallen leaves fell to the ground.

A group of people stood outside the fence and looked inside.

Mama Cao stood beside Hua Taijun, looked inside and raised her voice and said, "Is there anyone?"

Silence.

"Excuse me, is there anyone?" Mama Cao's voice raised a little.

Except for the gusts of mountain wind, there was still no echo.

Mama Cao turned her head to look at Hua Taijun.

Mrs. Zhuo turned his head and looked at the guard who followed behind him: "Go in and have a look." Then he moved out of the way.

The gate of the fence was covered with a wooden fence, and it could not be pushed open, so the guards kicked it open and walked inside.